"I'll see what I can do. If you get any ideas, don't hesitate to throw them my way. But you take care, now. Goodbye, Ophelia."
He'd given her a chase. She had her plans and he would let her pursue them, even if they were nagging in his gut. She had an idea, an ambitious one, and if it turned out to be something hat helped them—helped her…
Maybe he was okay with it.
But only time would tell, and she wasn't going to make any progress with him breathing down her back, and he wasn't giong to make any progress if he spent all his time chasing after her.
Giving her this chance was the best thing he could do for her.
And maybe, some day, this would be best for both of them.
He would have gladly lingered to talk or bullshit, but there was no point with any awkwardness after goodbye. If she needed him, she'd find him. If he needed her, he'd find a way to do the same.
He shoved his hands in his pockets and turned away before he slipped over the side of the building and back into his daily routine.
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